As the girls drag their tired bodies to the next location, a battle is going on in an old building near San Francisco's Chinatown on the other side of the United States. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

A wraith emerged from the wall, and a claw grabbed the back of a bald man, and with a bang, the claw and the man's body made a sound of gold and iron intersecting, and the man was caught and pounced forward, but he twisted his waist with the momentum of the forward rush, and an eight-sided stick with the thickness of a bowl whistled and swept towards the head of the wraith.

This time, the strength of the resentful spirit is far greater than the one they dealt with in Chicago, not only the physical face is clearly visible, the IQ has not declined in the slightest, and the body can be transformed between the entity and the ghost at will, even in a place like hell where the strong are like forests, unless they have fire or soul magic abilities that are stronger than them, even the Horned Demon Overseers and the like have a headache when they see this kind of demon.

However, this time they kicked the iron plate, the talisman Dharma of the disciples of the Nirvana Sect happened to be the nemesis of this kind of ghost thing, the claw mixed with the physical and soul attack could not attack an inch, and the power of the Buddha Sect attached to the stick that turned over the head was no less than the Holy Light of the Holy See, and the resentful spirit of the sneak attack that hit with one blow disappeared.

"Amitabha." While chanting the Buddha's name in his mouth, the bald man shot without a trace of mercy, and the 18-way magic stick tricks did not leave the enemy's vital point.

"Senior Brother Pure Cicada has good means, and he really has the power of Buddhism King Kong to subdue demons." A young man cheered loudly from behind, and as he spoke, a handful of rune paper was thrown out casually, but it was accurately pasted on the body of the resentful spirit that appeared behind him, and the moment it was pasted, a blue-purple flame burst out of the rune paper, and the burning resentful spirit squeaked.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Hu Xiu's Maoshan spirit talisman is also extraordinary, it is worthy of being a Taoist exorcism." The little monk Jing Cicada also responded with a smile.

"You two don't flatter each other, who's going to help me." The two of them turned their heads to look, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, a young Taoist who seemed to be a simple old farmer was there embarrassed to dodge the attack of the resentful spirit, if it weren't for the two iron-skinned men beside him who used their bodies to help him resist one or two, I am afraid that he would have been poisoned.

This young man doesn't look mediocre, but he is the most outstanding disciple of the Qing Palace in the Beibi Mountain, named Gu Chen, and the two big men beside him are the war corpses he refined, and they have already cultivated to the realm of black zombies. These two war corpses were found by him in an ancient battlefield, that place should have been a swamp in ancient times, these two generals chased here for some reason, and they were both swallowed by the swamp, until they were found by him and still retained their appearance before their lives, and because the swamp was located in an extremely yin place, the souls of those two have been imprisoned there, and after he found it, he was willing to listen to his orders to take the path of cultivation.

However, he was originally the strongest in their group, but because the war corpses under his control could only fight hand-to-hand at the moment, he really couldn't take advantage of the resentful spirits, so he was the most embarrassed one.

Before Jing Cicada and Hu Xiu could make a move, two fireballs flew over and burned the two resentful spirits besieging Gu Chen.

After the flames of the resentful spirits gathered, John sighed, looked in the direction of Chicago and said: "Senior brother, you must have done it on purpose, a monk, a Taoist priest, a freak who looks at the dead more than the living, and sent me to the farthest distance from the group of little girls..."

Gu Chen's face seemed to be loyal, and after staying with a few of them for a long time, coupled with the lack of supervision from the elders, he also showed his sullen nature, he patted John with a smile and said, "Isn't there still your Archduchess of Elantz in Sacramento, it's not far from here." ”

John gave him a blank look, "You stay away from me, only you like this kind of old woman, there are younger options, why should I gnaw on that old tree." ”

"Okay, okay, are they all settled?"

John shrugged, "This time the demon is right for my taste, very simple. ”

"Huh, this is already the third wave in two days, I'm tired, obviously I haven't sealed the passages every time, why are there so many, could it be that I accidentally dug a few more passages when digging the sewer?" Hu Xiu took a spirit rune as a fan against the wall to fan the wind, these days have really exhausted him, and the Maoshan faction is not known for its physical strength, although the combat experience does grow rapidly, but this physical strength is not easy to keep up with.

"Do you think this is digging a well, you can dig it at will, but it's really a bit evil, you didn't have so much before you came, could it be that your physique will attract demons?" John was also a little strange.

"If you want to attract demons and monsters, we are among the pure cicadas, and their Buddhism has a tradition in this regard." Gu Chen quipped.

"Amitabha, the little monk is not a golden cicada, how can he be so popular."

While they were having fun here, a kind old man in the crowd outside the building looked inside and smiled, crushed a glass bead in his hand without anyone noticing, and then slowly left the crowd, still muttering, "It's really interesting, it seems that there are some guardians in every big city." Well, it's okay, anyway, this batch is cannon fodder, so it's good to consume more of your strength. As he spoke, he disappeared around the corner.

It didn't take long for John to listen to the voice he didn't want to hear from the headphones with a bitter face: "Vulcan God Vulcan, this is the worker bee, there are traces of demons near Fisherman's Wharf, there are a large number of tourists nearby, I hope you will go quickly." ”

"Vulcan understands." John replied weakly, then looked at his tired companion and said, "Let's go, there's work to be done again." ”

The news here was fed back to the Chicago headquarters as soon as possible, California, Nevada, Arizona, a group of veterans frowned and looked at the red dots on the national map on the big screen, and new demons were constantly being discovered in the big cities they were responsible for, although there were constantly hell passages being sealed, but the demons were still increasing.

Finally, someone couldn't help it, and Tang Xiao, the female elder of the Emei Sword Sect, opened her mouth and said, "Senior Nephew Yunjing, do you want to add more manpower to the children, our old bones are not yet to the point where they can't do it." ”

Looking at the slightly dissatisfied eyes of the old Taoists, Li had no choice but to speak: "Uncle Tang Mingjian, it's not that my nephew and nephew will not be saved when I see death, but the battle situation is so unreckless." This group of demons is not unwise, knowing that these low-level demons are not our opponents, but they are constantly sent like moths to a fire, doesn't Uncle Shi think it is strange? ”

Tang Xiao lowered his head and thought for a while, nodded, and said, "What you said also makes sense, then what kind of heart do you think these demons have outside the Dao Dao." ”

"Uncle Shi, you see, judging from the current situation, Hell is clearly using these low-level combat power to consume our physical strength and morale, and from the information reported in the past few days, they are even reluctant to send another high-level demon, so we can see that they have bad intentions. When they feel that we are powerless and have no other way, the back move that has been hidden will be attacked. In the eyes of the master and nephew, it is nothing more than using the high-level combat power in his hands to establish one or several bridgeheads on the ground, and then use this as the center to occupy the world from point to point. ”

Seeing that the old Daoists all nodded in a sudden realization, Li also continued: "Therefore, I asked you senior uncles here to deal with this situation, in the face of the enemy's high-level combat power, the senior brothers lack combat experience, so you have to take action, and at that time, we can also take out all the back moves we have prepared to give the enemy the final blow." ”

Several veteran Daoists exchanged opinions with each other, and finally the old Dao who forgot his feelings said: "Senior nephew Yun Jing, just do as you say, the old Daoists are good at cultivation, and they are not very good at these strategies and the like, so everything is under your command." ”

"Yes, uncle, please rest assured, I will not let you go, I will not let you go, there will be a group of reinforcements to support the battlefields soon."

"Hehe, that's good, that's good."